Diary: camping in Wolverley, Kidderminster

We were recently camping for a few days at Wolverley, just north of Kidderminster (about 20 miles west of Birmingham). The proximate reason was to move our base c. 100 miles north and see some new National Trust sites.

My Honor 10 AI phone in its 'art' mode: our tent

Hanbury Hall NT: an apparently 2D monument

The Queen's Head, Wolverley where we had dinner

We left at eight as the band (above) was setting up. They were scheduled to start at nine. I said to Clare that there are thousands of perfectly competent bands like this up and down the country - even many about our age. The difference between them and the top acts is one of energy and charisma, the sheer animal spirits of Liam-style swagger.

I can think of many less attractive occupations than playing in a gigging pub band. Alas, my guitar skills were always bounded by my clumsiness. Perhaps in another life.